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Yo. I'm a ghost.
I don't exist in this world but I'm still here. People don't see me often in their lives but they feel my out of center arrangement.
"Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors aromas thick with age mark off the day reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body dont want it dont want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending Im lost in,
A structure thats collapsing dont want it cast into,
Maker take the body dont want it wants me
Past has found its place salvation is no more will God accept my peace bleached will pardon me reflections of my life are fading
Pull me out of body dont want it dont want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending Im lost in,
A structure thats collapsing dont want it cast into,
Maker take the body dont want it wants me
I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play
Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
Cocooned in misery
Im sick and tired of embracing reflections of past time receive me or cast me away
...god please take me away
Resistance futile suicidal ideas I will crucify my own being satisfy selfish needs ******** the deities justify my own right to whats waiting for me
On the other side the time has come lock and load Im coming Im coming Im coming Im coming home
Pull me out of body dont want it dont want in,
Pull me out of body dont want it dont want in,
Pull me out of body dont want it dont want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending Im lost in,
A structure thats collapsing descending dont want it,
Maker take the body dont want it wants me,
Pull me out of body dont want it dont want in,
Feeble frail and rotting descending Im lost in,
A structure thats collapsing descending dont want it,
Maker take the body dont want it wants me
I just want to run fly kites wrestle jump and play
Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
Cocooned in misery
The darkness overcomes soul soars to the other plain
Existence past the door I sail through purgatorys bay
I asked a God for poison cradle me sown to my dreams souls searching death blossoms where clouds lie over me held in gods hands death blooming
Dark for fear of failure an inner gloom as wide as an eye and fermenting roiling hate death grip in my veins unveiling rancid petals flowering forth foul nectar the space between a blink and a t
R
...death blooms."
If you read that, I'm sorry.
That was one heck of a waste of your time.
Rock on. cool
Journal
The Journal Thingay Of Doom! o:
Hey, look! Another random journal of peoples lives that you reallly don't care about, but you read anyway! 8D Fabulous.
Yes, your right. o:
There is nothing of real significance in here, just my random thoughts that I felt like writing down.
8)
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